You sit high, and you look low. You’ve taken what the divine has given you, and you’ve used it for your personal gain.—How dare you?

You deceive the masses, and you lead them astray. You take from the poor without a second thought. You show no mercy, and there is no good in you.

You use people, then toss them aside when they’re of no use to you. —How dare you?

You love “Christian girls,” huh? That’s because they’re disconnected from reality. They will put up with your bullshit and do whatever you tell them to do, just to keep you happy and to maintain their fantasy.—Shame on you, and shame on them.

Alpha male, my ass. What alpha does this?

What alpha male maintains a harem of “weak weasel” individuals that bows to his commands?

No, the alpha male is attracted to the alpha female. She matches his energy, and she can stand on her own and in her power. But she stands in unity with him, and together they are a power couple.

Someone once said, “He’s not a good person.” That statement resonated with me. I was so infatuated with you that I disregarded it. But I felt that shit.

What a waste of a man, and what a waste of a platform!

You’ve had a taste of fame and fortune, and this time you don’t intend to squander it. In your quest to entertain the masses and keep those likes and views up, you’re leaving a mass of bodies in your wake. —How dare you?

But here’s what they don’t know “My Love.” I see you. Not just your physical self. I see the spiritual you. I see him, and he’s crying out for help.

He’s tormented! His crown is heavy with the weight of all the vile, evil things that he’s done.

He knows that he’s wrong. He knows that he’s a criminal. And what’s even more saddening is that he knows he will have to pay, eventually.

So why don’t you just repent? Do away with your immoral acts and foul dishonorable, and corrupt ways.

The scales have to be balanced! You need to pay back what is owed! Spiritual debts are real, and I know that you know this.

You can try to discredit me and make them think I’m crazy. But you know that I know the truth.

I see you, the real you, hiding behind your words of:

“I’m here for the people.”

“I’m here to do the work.”

“You fine, everybody fine.”

“Slim bodies, but got an old face, fine”

“Moving drugs through the prison system, fine.”

“Giving massages but really playing with dicks, fine.”

“Light/white skin, but still ugly, fine.”

“Caucasian, but talk black with a BBL diaper booty, fine.”

And the list goes on!

I wondered why you did what you did to me. I asked, “What didn’t he want me to know?”

The answer was plain and simple.

I would never divulge your secrets. I don’t care what you do, how you do it, or who you do it with. That’s none of my business.

I can’t judge anyone. But I’m about to show you what no one has ever shown you. —Which is unconditional love.

Apparently, you don’t know me. If you had known who I was, you wouldn’t have done what you did. I tried to tell you who I was, but I guess you didn’t want to believe it.

Yeah, I may have written you emails and declared my love for you “at that time,” but I’m far from crazy, baby. And you know this.—Lol.

But ignorance is not an excuse. You will be held accountable for what you did to me and others.

This message is not from me. I don’t know who it’s from. But I’m not in the business of finding out who the message comes from. I’m in the business of delivering messages.

You’re about to get a harsh lesson in humility. And guess who’s spearheading the whole damn thing. He’s at the front of the train, full speed ahead. — The irony of it all

You can stop this, and you can fix this. All you have to do is apologize.

Not just to me, to everyone that you’ve hurt. To everyone that you’ve taken advantage of and used.

You’ve hurt, ridiculed, and mocked publicly, and so you must apologize publicly.

They may laugh and throw little stones at you because they don’t understand. But the divine will get it, and you’ll be in the divine’s good graces again. The debt will be cleared.

That’s all that you have to do. And you refuse even to do that.—There’s a storm coming your way. And it’s about to be an ass-whooping of a lifetime.

This brings to mind a song that I sang for about six months in reference to someone who did me wrong.

“You gone cry… You gone pay me in tears. You gone… cry… You owe me for all these years. Cry….”

That nicca still crying. Everyone he loved passed away back to back. And he’s sitting in jail right now, crying.

“PAY BACK WHAT IS OWED. BALANCE THE SCALES.”

I’m not religious. I’m spiritual. But the bible story about Pharoah and how he hardened his heart? He and his whole army drowned in the red sea. Don’t be like Pharoah. People don’t understand that there is spiritual warfare.

I fight you spiritually, and there isn’t anything like a spiritual ass-whooping. This is not my doing. You did this to yourself.